We never saw from each other's sides, or eye to eyeJust eye for eye, lie for lie, fight or flightSo much baggage, need a luggage rackBut we carry on with our public spats and our feudsOh, back in the news, love taps when I dissed youLike it was fun, actually used to runBack to the booth, jump back in the studioGive you a tongue lashing then youLaughed at a stomach tat with the tomb stoneIt was funny, back in our youthBut then it wasn't after we knewThat we were done and actually through (and actually through)But if there's one fraction of truthIf it could be spun back I would do so many things different'Cause it was such a dumbass excuseYou hit me once, and that I would useTo continue the pattern of abuseWhy did I punch back?Girls, your dad is a scumbagI'm confused because

How come you can be a lord and a loser?How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father?A good dad, but a bad husbandWhy are you a good fatherA great dad, but a bad husband?

You were the beat I love, with a writer's blockJust a line that's hot, that I forgotWe laughed a little, cried a lotI'll never forget when you came home and you held HailieDay before you went to jail and dailyHow we would wait for that mail ladyOr by the phone, for mom to callAnd I watch you pull yourself upAnd we decided on giving it one more try despite it allYou're my lightning rod when my sky gets darkI'm your shiny rocks in that tiny boxWhen we tied the knot, when we broke the knotEvery line we crossed, we were supposed to notEvery time we fought, the insults they gotThrown too farWords that we said that we didn't meanThe words that we meant that we didn't sayThe ones that we thought that should've saidLetters written that we coulda readWhich maybe woulda lead to some good insteadAnd had this put to bedBut I'd be lying still if I wasn't sitting here asking myself

How come you can be a lord and a loser?How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father?A good dad, but a bad husbandWhy are you a good father?A great dad, but a bad husband(dad) (you said)Forever be a hero in my eyes (I reply)But there's always another side to a good fatherA great dad, but a bad husband

We brought out the worst in each otherSomeone had to make the sparring end'Cause I loved you but I hated that meAnd I don't wanna see that side againBut I'm sorry KimMore than you could ever comprehendLeaving you was fucking harder thanSawing off a fucking body limbOnce upon a time where all we hadMaybe that was what drew us to each otherIt was true love shit that we never knew was possibleWe might have loved each other too muchAnd maybe that's what made us do what we did to each otherAll the screw-ups'Cause you always thought that you was more in love with meAnd I was thinking I was more in love than you wasFor all the times that we thought it worked'Til we saw how wrong we wereWhen the dust settles now and all the dirtAnd if I touch the rawest nerve all I want is for us not to hurtAnd it's been an exhaustive search to find the wordsBut I just heard "Mockingbird"And got the urge to jot some verses and thoughtsThe purpose was not to stir up open woundsI've caused got a few, and so have youOr argue whose fault it was, partly yours, partly mineBut really no one's, this is so toughI'm getting choked upOh fuck it, we both suckWe broke up, got back togetherWe both thought we had foreverNot bad people, just bad togetherWe were so nuts, backstabbed each otherAnother blow struck, but there's no ducking this blow'Cause it's over, and it's closureBut, I'm not so sure how to close this, I just don't knowHow some people can be so goodAt one thing and so fucked at a whole 'notherShit, it's no wonder

How come you can be a lord and a loser?How come, how come, you can be a liar and a good father?A good dad, but a bad husbandWhy are you a good father?A great dad, but a bad husband(dad) (you said)Forever be a hero in my eyes (I reply)But there's always another side to a good fatherA great dad, but a bad husband